I’ve been ruminating about the “attempt.”
I’ve been rolling the word and a few of its meanings over in my mind these last days. (Some joke could be inserted here about “attempts to understand attempt,” I’ll let you come up with your own.) In all this cogitation, the word thankfully did not dissolve into meaninglessness (as some words do when you repeat them too many times—spoon… spoon… spoon… spoon… spoon?), instead it gained a new kind of significance for me.
The impetus for this rumination on the word began du... [more]